Welcome to the nexus of the crisis, the origion of my scars. These are some
selected works of Sam Escamilla. Readers please beware. Subject matters are extreme and not suitable for
minors. I have had complaints regarding the content of the prose, labeling it as disturbing, inapporpriate
and offensive to women.
I have experienced profound sadness and hapiness in
life so far. Now again I find myself at a fork in the road. I want to post these writings so the world can feel
what I feel. I encourage all readers to email me back. I also want to thank my Mother and Father for their continued
support. Without their love, I would not exist.
Now sit back and relax. The ebon sky cracks with approaching
thunder and the candles prpogate shadows in the evening breeze. In the distance a wolf howls. It
is time to witness What the Moon Brings....
